Outpourings from the poor old porous mind of Steve Kittell

Good Morning

In a lovers contortion, bodies in place;hip to hip and face to face.Skin is warm to each other’s touch.Legs search a waist to clutch.~Hands explore, caress and hold,journeys had never told.Breathing heavy with kisses between.Smiles glow, the brightest seen.~Heart beats in-sync, whispers heard.Tremors felt without a word.Nose to nose adoring eyes meet.Souls at rest, the day we greet.